#trap#rap#dark#underground#gas#music#artist#fire#evil#pimp#hiphop#ftp

MURDER SPREE (prod. DumbChild)

Lyrics- 

Man fuck it 
I am done with all you bitches 
Always actin so suspicious 
But you are no competition 
I said Fuck It 
Ima rise out of them flames 
I’m gonna put you in yo grave 
Yo shit is wack we not the same 
X 2

It’s the Grave killer coming through yo house with a chainsaw 
Slicing all these wack MCs I’m chilling like an outlaw 
Still gonna break the law after I go break yo jaw  
Fuck yo bitch she sucked my dick I hit it with no condom on 

Making my dispute with this motherfucking massacre 
Im killing everybody with this big ass 50 caliber 
I’m Lurking through the shawdows I’m a motherfucking scavenger 
Then hit you with that click clack pow right through yo cardiovascular 

Now I’m stealing all yo shit I’m digging straight through yo wallet 
I just took all of the cash and disappeared just like a prophet 
If I’m being honest to my knowledge that death was so flawless 
I made profit solved the problem that shit was so fucking solid 

I will never be at peace 
And I will never sign that lease 
Im killing all these fuckin beats 
A fool would only step to me 
 Blood will cover up my fleece 
These murders makes my mind at ease 
I hate all of you fucking sheep 
You brainwashed cowards will retreat 

Man fuck it 
I am done with all you bitches 
Always actin so suspicious 
But you are no competition 
I said Fuck It 
Ima rise out of them flames 
I’m gonna put you in yo grave 
Yo shit is wack we not the same 
X 2

Talk that trash talk that shit 
You will never be on shit 
So Kill yo self before I put a hole up through yo fucking rib 
Another to yo forehead watch me empty out this fucking clip 
Gun you down straight to the ground I watch your dumb ass body twitch 

Rippin off yo grave stone 
Breaking yo bitches back bone 
Hearing yo bitch moan and groan 
Always blowing up my phone 
Dineros in his fucking zone 
I’m lurking thru yo mommas home 
Taking the cash And then I’m gone 
I even took your dads cologne 

Now I smell the freshest when I’m walking through the gas station 
All these bitches want my dick so all I see is ass shaking 
 I don’t give a fuck because I’m always bout my paper 
So I leave the fucking spot and vanish into all the vapor 

All this energy is building up I’m boutta explode 
Speeding up fast 
Going down slow 
I’m counting up my bankroll 
I’m swerving through yo area code 
And I’m about to expose 
You pussy mothafuckas that be acting like you gonna blow 

Man fuck it 
I am done with all you bitches 
Always actin so suspicious 
But you are no competition 
I said Fuck It 
Ima rise out of them flames 
I’m gonna put you in yo grave 
Yo shit is wack we not the same 
X 2

FUCK IT (Prod. Jaytracks & Bhasper)

#trapmetal#phonk#underground#666#trap##metal#hard#fire

BLICK SHIT(Prod. NIKKOTHAREAPER)

SILENT KILLA (Prod. wxrst)

VICES (Prod. Bxltrn)

SIRENS OF HELL (Prod. Kubsy Beats)

MASTER PLAN

Lyrics- 
I’ve been feeling like killing myself 
Don’t wanna talk I’m not needing your help 
I always deal with this shit by myself  
So I will see you again up in hell 
(X2)

I don’t wanna talk I don’t wanna be your friend hoe 
Never gonna trust a bitch I'm only bout my bankroll 
Stacking up bills you ain’t living like me tho 
Got em hating contemplating while I’m in the benzo 
Sike bitch I'm speeding in the Cadillac 
Almost hit yo granny now she boutta have a heart attack 
I’m popping all these pills so I can never go back to the past 
Motherfucker go back to the past 
Decisions of torment they eat at my soul 
And I know that I’m dying I feel myself go 
To the lowest of points that a person can go 
But I act like I’m fine I can’t do this no more 
Bitch I am breathing but no I ain’t living 
These snakes in the grass doing nothing but hissing 
These demons are eating my soul and I listen 
To what they be saying it is my ignition 

So I’m back to being nothing feeling nothing
I ain’t special I was never made for loving 
Now my wrist are all sliced and you know that they are gushing 
Out blood lost a lot so I’m always fucking buzzing off of something uh 
Bitch I feel it in my bones 
I can feel it in my skull 
I’ma dead man walking with no place to call my home 
I don’t wanna be here 
I just wanna disappear 
Been a shitty ass time and a shitty ass year
Fuck all these people they never meant shit 
Fuck what you saying and fuck you you bitch 
Fuck you I hope that you just rest in piss 
Ima be the reason why you slit yo wrist 

I’ve been feeling like killing myself 
Don’t wanna talk I’m not needing your help 
I always deal with this shit by myself  
So I will see you again up in hell 
(X2)

Self-Destruction

BREAKDOWN (Ft. Yxng Dxvilish & ghostfacerevenge)

Boom bap banger.

Lyrics- 
I’ve been getting real face 
All these bitches getting replaced 
If they ain’t doing what I say 
All the moneys coming towards my way 
Moving in silence bout my business I’m not here to play 
But I kill all the fakes and the snakes when I’m breaking right out the cage 
I don’t give a fuck about a bitch or a chain 
What the fuck you trynna claim 
You little bitch we ain’t the same 
Ive been doing my thang making it rain don’t even say my name hoe 
 I’m just trynna run them pockets 
Mothafucka there’s no stopping 
I’ve been poppin since I started 
If I want it then I got it 
You can’t do it like this you bitch 
I’m speeding it up in the whip and I don’t give a shit 
I’m smoking a cig with yo bitch after I smoked a pig 
She likes the diamonds that are hiding all the cuts on my wrist 
Act tough cuz I know you here to front 
I’m just steady chilling smoking on my fucking blunt 

Act tough act up bitch you don’t know what you’re doing 
Got my homies in the back if we pull up then we shooting 
No acting this shit can get tragic 
Heard you got a glock we all got fully automatics 
X2


Fully autos while I’m swerving in a tahoe 
With a bad Latina bitch she sayin dinero you’re so guapo
I just want my fucking pesos bitch I’m all about that queso 
I ain’t worried bout a thing but my mithafucking bankrolll 
I’ma savage walking around the town with a hatchet 
Got a bad bitch to my left and she be rolling off a Xanax 
Ima crazy mothafucka do em dirty then I vanish 
I don’t give a fuck shoot 3 bustas call that shit a hat trick 
Aye 
ain’t nobody gotta know 
No one is gonna know I do it smooth just like my flow 
Twisting the blunt fuckin it up after fuckin on your hoe 
Its the menace from the snow I’m just an evil subzero 
With an all black fit steel toe boots when I am stepping 
Glock cocked back it’s aboutta send yo ass to heaven 
211 187 got yo blood all on my denim 
All this playa shit is fun until you Fuckas end up missin hoe 

Act tough act up bitch you don’t know what you’re doing 
Got my homies in the back if we pull up then we shooting 
No acting this shit can get tragic 
Heard you got a glock we all got fully automatics 
X2

Dom Dinero

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